This is Lammas or Loafmas or Lughnassad. The feast of the first harvest but what if you are feeling like you have nothing to harvest?
I can tell you right now you do. If you are above ground and haven’t been buried or cremated you have something to be thankful for.
I haven’t had a permanent job for over 4 ½ years but I have a good temp job at the moment. I’m grateful.
I have some physical issues but if I feel pain at least I know I’m alive. Might not have felt that way for about a minute last week after that fall when I had an introduction to the earth but I am grateful to be able feel.
Because you see, except for my sister, there is nothing left of the nuclear family I was born into. They aren’t here to celebrate breathing the air or seeing the ocean. I am. You have to be grateful to live. We have so much our ancestors did not and yet we whine.
Having spent many summers without indoor plumbing, I’m grateful I can have a toilet that flushes. Many places on the planet don’t even have running water let alone sanitation.
I’m grateful to sleep indoors because I could quite easily be homeless. We’ve come very close at times.
I’m grateful to have clothes to wear. They may not always fit or be high fashion because I’ve lost weight but they cover me and I’m grateful.
I’m grateful my eyes see and my ears hear because someday they may not do either. But I’ll learn to deal with it as it comes.
I’ve come close to dying a few times. I’m very grateful I did not.
I’m grateful for the library when I can’t afford to buy books or music.
I’m grateful for the food we have now because sometimes it’s been food from the dollar store or go without.
I’m grateful for electricity and all its many uses like being able to assemble the electrons and protons to type this.
I’m grateful to my ancestors. I wouldn’t be here without them even with a genetically challenged gene pool.
I’m grateful for the love of my friends and friendship.
I’m grateful for creativity and that I can think and dream in so many ways. And that I can enjoy what others think and dream.
I’m grateful no one sane is really thinking about burning people who have different belief systems in this country or because they love the “wrong” person.
I’m grateful I have my car at the moment and the bus when I do not and I’m grateful that even if I have to use a cane I can walk to places.
I’m able to breathe. I’m grateful.
I have a lot to be grateful for. These are my first fruits. What are yours?